"Dang, dang, dang~."

The sound of footsteps in the corridor is getting closer and closer, and the sound of hard objects hitting the walls.

The metal walls made clear and crisp sounds after being hit, and the sound was getting more and more advanced from Caesar.

Caesar felt that it was not knocking on the metal wall, but on his heart.

Suddenly, the corridor outside became quiet, as if all the sounds just now were Caesar's illusion.

This did not reduce Caesar's fear, but instead magnified the fear in his heart.

"boom."

The sudden loud noise scared Caesar, and then he saw that the laboratory door was violently broken from outside, and flew across to the opposite wall, and then fell to the ground with a bang.

Although the metal door at the door was kicked away, because the light was a little dim, I could only vaguely see a figure standing in the corridor, and something seemed to be dragging behind me.

"Caesar, I said I will come to you in person."

The person who came was Weir, and the previous plot was purely to scare Caesar.

This guy was too arrogant before, so Weir decided to have fun with him.

"Lei, Thunder Sword Hero, that artificial devil fruit is yours, I'll get it now."

But the answer to Caesar was a dragon bone stalking the dark armed and domineering color. Then Caesar felt a numbness in his head, and a buzzing sound in front of him turned dark.

I don’t know how long it took, but Caesar felt that he had regained consciousness again, but a severe pain came from the back of his head, which made Caesar feel ache.

He is a scientist, not a warrior, so even if he is a natural fruit abilities, his combat experience is completely rookie, so he was simply killed by Weir in seconds.

At this time, Caesar had been cursed by Weir and hung in his laboratory.

Weir was fiddling with something while standing in front of Caesar's test bench.

"Hey, what are you going to do? Let me go. I have promised to give you that artificial devil fruit."

Caesar's voice had already appeared in his tone, because when he saw the tools in Vier's hand, he felt his throat start to dry out and his bladder was shrinking.

He is a scientist and has done a lot of human experiments. Although he cannot fully recognize the tools in Vier's hand, he has already vaguely guessed the functions of several of them.

"Caesar, when you use someone else to do living experiments, you will think of this day.

Hahaha, I am different from you. I have already realized that one day I will be lifted up by others like this."

Weir walked to Caesar with the interrogation tools.

"Please, don't hurt me. I am a scientist. My brain is very important. I can provide you with weapons and a large number of weapons in the future. Let me go."

Caesar began to struggle, but after being punched by Weir in the stomach, Caesar went to be honest.

Weir picked up a syringe and began to intravenously administered Caesar.

"What is this, why can't I move anymore."

Caesar was even more panicked.

"Good question, I can explain this question to you, you should be able to understand it.

This is a neurotoxin. Don’t show this expression, it won’t poison you.

This neurotoxin comes from a deep-sea fish. When attacked, this fish will absorb a large amount of sea water in its body and its body size will expand to three to five times its original size.

But this bluffing method does not ensure its survival, so it evolved a toxin.

After entering the digestive system, this toxin will immediately poison the target, so this deep-sea fish has almost no natural enemies.

But my family, yes, you should have heard of it. His name is Tusky. Don't be so surprised. Tusky is indeed my family.

After obtaining this toxin one time, it conducted in-depth research on it and discovered that this highly toxicity has a very strange characteristic.

After entering the digestive system, it will evolve into a highly toxic, but after entering the blood system, it will be a different scene.

After this toxicity is injected into the blood, the injected person will lose control of the body, which is commonly known as anesthesia, but it is a little different from ordinary anesthesia.

That is, after being anesthetized by this toxin, various senses, pain, touch, etc. will be retained.

Not only that, these senses will be magnified many times, that is, your current pain is also magnified many times. Do you feel it? Caesar."

After some commentary, Weir picked up a knife and slid it on Caesar's body, only cutting a tiny wound.

But Caesar seemed to have suffered some great pain, and his muscles began to tremble violently.

"So, let's start to liquidate, how much pain have you brought to others?"

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On a snowy field, a green-haired girl lies on her side.

Normally, the cool-dressed girl had been frozen, but she didn't feel any coldness at all when she looked.

The girl's eyelids trembled a few times, then opened her eyes, was confused for a while, and then immediately stood up and looked around in caution.

"I'm not dead? It seems that he showed mercy, but it's really a terrifying feeling."

This girl was Monet who had just woken up. Monet was a little depressed after waking up. Although she knew that she was not Vier's opponent, she was actually scared by the other party. Monet felt very embarrassed.

But these are not important now. She was very worried, worried that Caesar would be killed. If Caesar was killed, the task assigned to her by the young master would fail.

So Monet immediately ran to Caesar's laboratory after she woke up. Although she knew that Caesar's hope for survival was already a little slim, she decided to go and take a look.

The corridors of the institute were particularly deserted, and she could only hear her own running.

Soon, Monet came to the door of the laboratory and saw the disappeared metal door behind Monet's ominous feeling even stronger.

When he walked into the laboratory, Monet was shocked when he saw the scene in front of him.

Trafalgar Rod lay on the ground like a dead dog, a collapse appeared on his back and coughed out blood from his mouth from time to time.

Caesar, who was most worried about, was hung in the center of the laboratory, with several blood marks on her body, but she did not suffer too serious injuries.

But now Caesar's face was covered with tears and snot, his eyes rolled up, and his eyes were covered with blood.

After seeing Caesar's condition, Monet felt a chill in his heart, what did the other party experience to be so miserable?

A man sat on the other end of the laboratory. At this time, the man was sitting in the seat and drinking, as if waiting for something.

This person is Weir.

"Kay, what's wrong with Caesar."

After seeing Caesar's miserable appearance, Monet asked Vier tentatively.

"Are you awake? Your courage still needs exercise.

As for Caesar, he fainted happily, but don’t worry, he was not seriously injured. This guy was so poor that he was completely a soft persimmon. I have no interest in this kind of soft persimmon.
Chapter completed!